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Pawn

Monday, December 03, 2012

Just had a phone-call that left me feeling like I'm just another pawn in a chess game. Not just any pawn, but you know, the kind that you'd sacrifice in a game in order to win the "bigger" game? 

"Oh we would want you to teach the graduating class." 
"Oh sorry, could you teach the year ones instead?" 
"Why?" 
*Hemming and hawing* "Oh, we had to move J up so someone has to be moved down."
"Oh. Okay." 

There is no way in hell you can make news like that sound good. 

The implicit meaning is so glaringly obvious. 
Oh my. I'd rather they not tell me anything right from the start. 

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